American fiction -- 19th century; Historical fiction; Indians of North America -- Fiction
Thus saying, le Bourdon advanced, followed by Peter, Bear's Meat, and
Crowsfeather. Our hero had made up his mind that something more than
bees were to be found in the thicket; for, the place being a little
marshy, bushes as well as trees were growing on it, and he fully
expected a rencontre with bears, the creatures most disposed to prey on
the labors of the bee--man excepted. Being well armed, and accompanied
by men accustomed to such struggles, he had no apprehensions, and led
the way boldly, feeling the necessity of manifesting perfect confidence
in all his own acts, in order to command the respect of the observers.
As soon as the bee-hunter passed the dog, the latter growled, showed
his teeth fiercely, and followed, keeping closely at his side. The
confidence and alacrity with which le Bourdon moved into the thicket,
compelled his companions to be on the alert; though the first broke
through the belt of hazels which enclosed the more open area within,
a few instants before the Indians reached the place. Then it was that
there arose such a yell, such screechings and cries, as reached far over
the prairie, and might have appalled the stoutest heart. The picture
that was soon offered to the eye was not less terrific than the sounds
which assailed the ear. Hundreds of savages, in their war-paint, armed,
and in a crowded maze, arose as it might be by one effort, seemingly out
of the earth, and began to leap and play their antics amid the
trees. The sudden spectacle of a crowd of such beings, nearly naked,
frightfully painted, and tossing their arms here and there, while
each yelled like a demon, was enough to overcome the nerves of a very
resolute man. But le Bourdon was prepared for a conflict and even felt
relieved rather than alarmed, when he saw the savages. His ready mind at
once conceived the truth. This band belonged to the chiefs, and composed
the whole, or a principal part of the force which he knew they must
have outlying somewhere on the prairies, or in the openings. He had
sufficiently understood the hints of Pigeonswing to be prepared for such
a meeting, and at no time, of late, had he approached a cover, without
remembering the possibility of its containing Indians.
Instead of betraying alarm, therefore, when this cloud of phantom-like
beings rose before his eyes, le Bourdon stood firm, merely turning
toward the chiefs behind him, to ascertain if they were taken by
surprise, as well as himself. It was apparent that they were; for,
understanding that a medicine-ceremony was to take place on the prairie,
these young men had preceded the party from the hut, and had, ununknown
to all the chiefs, got possession of this copse, as the best available
cover, whence to make their observations on what was going on.
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